An almost silent night

3/29/13

Last night I went with a group of students to the Mount of Olives and read the account of Jesus' betrayal in Matthew.  The Garden of Gethsemane area seemed to be closed so we sat down on some steps nearby and read and prayed.  Afterwards the doors were open and we got to wander around the garden and into the church for a while.  Every once in a while the cars would stop honking at each other and there would be a lull in the noise.  In those moments the evening was so quiet it was almost eerie.  The moon was full and the night was a dark dark blue.  It was certainly a night that left an impression on me.